Smiling Proud Wanderer Chapter 27: Restaurant

I came to Huayin County again, Yue Feng was not in a hurry to go up to Huashan, but instead sat in a restaurant, full of feelings in his heart.

Although it is a restaurant, Yue Feng didn't drink alcohol. Instead, he asked for a pot of tea and ordered a few small dishes by the way. In fact, Yue Feng in his previous life never drank alcohol, and at the same time this habit has been maintained until now.

The phenomenon of not drinking alcohol can be said to be extremely rare among people in the world. Even Yue Buqun will occasionally drink a little when he is happy. However, Yue Feng absolutely did not drink any alcohol, because he knew from the memory of his previous life that drinking alcohol would reduce people's reactions, even if this level was minimal. Because of his love for martial arts, he almost devoted his whole life to it. Naturally, he should pay attention to these details.

When he first left Huashan, Yue Feng was just a 13-year-old kid, and now he is a 17-year-old boy. Calculating carefully, he has been in this world of smiling and proud rivers and lakes for more than fifteen years. In the fifteen years, Yue Feng hasn't relaxed for a moment, and has continued to practice this martial arts. And now, he finally has some ability to protect himself.

Yue Feng is a person who can enjoy, so he never wants to treat himself badly. Taking a sip of tea gently, Yue Feng felt the fragrance of the tea spread all over his body from the tip of his tongue, as well as the refreshment brought by his mind. Good tea is indeed good tea. If Longjing in the West Lake is not good tea, then there will never be good tea in this world.

With a long sigh, the fatigue lingering in Yue Feng's heart eased a lot in an instant, as if he had returned to Huashan. It's been four years, and I don't know if the green pine on Mount Hua is still green, thinking about the cave on the cliff as before? There is also the little girl Yue Lingshan, she should be thirteen years old now, has she forgotten her brother?

At this moment, Yue Feng frowned slightly and looked at the door, only to see an eighteen or nine-year-old boy coming in from outside. Between his brows, Linghu Chong was vaguely visible. Behind Linghuchong, there was a teenager who looked almost the same age as Yue Feng. Looking at Linghuchong, his face was full of compliments.

A smile flashed across Yue Feng's face, and he didn't rush to say hello. He took a bite of the dish into his mouth with his chopsticks, and sat on the side to observe closely.

But seeing Linghu walk in three or two steps, he stood on the bench, took a small piece of silver from his arms, threw it to the shopkeeper, and said at the same time: "Xiao Er, get a good drink soon. Also, I also gave the money I owed last time."

"Come on, Young Master Linghu." Apparently the second person in the restaurant is very familiar with Linghu Chong, with a smile on his face, walked up to Linghu Chong in three or two steps, and said: "Ten years of Zhuyeqing, Young Master. You slow down."

Ling Hu Chong nodded in satisfaction, suddenly his expression changed, and he pushed Xiao Er away and walked upstairs.

Yue Feng raised his head and drove away. There was a beggar upstairs, with a monkey tied around him, sitting on a chair with his eyes squinted. His clothes are a bit tattered, but they are very clean. At this moment, he was holding a wine gourd in his hand, took a sip, then plugged the stopper, and passed the gourd to the monkey's hand. But at this moment, the fragrance of the wine was already smelled by Linghu Chong downstairs.

"A drunkard is a drunkard." Yue Feng couldn't help sighing. Not seen in a few years, Linghu Chong's alcohol addiction has not decreased a bit, but has become even bigger. Shaking his head, he still sat there, watching what Linghuchong would do.

Linghu walked up three or two steps, sitting next to the old beggar, swallowing hard and spitting. Suddenly, his expression changed, and he shouted to the downstairs: "Six Monkeys, come and see your brother."

The young man downstairs was Lu Hou'er of the Huashan School. Hearing Ling Huchong's call, he walked upstairs immediately without getting annoyed. Lu Hou'er walked to the monkey and didn't know what was going on, but after a few touches, he took the wine gourd in the monkey's hand, and then handed it to Ling Huchong, with a flattering smile on his face.

The old beggar's face couldn't help changing, he quickly snatched the wine gourd from Linghuchong's hand, and said: "Young man, how can you steal my old man's wine?"

Linghu smiled slightly and said: "I am taking the monkey's wine, not your wine. Besides, even if the monkey is yours, I am upright, so how can it be counted as a word'steal'." /

The old beggar couldn't help being irritated by Linghu Chong and couldn't say anything. He held the wine gourd tightly and refused to let go, as if he was afraid of being snatched by Linghu Chong.

Linghu couldn't help but feel a little more embarrassed on his face, and said: "Lao Zhang, what kind of wine is in your gourd? Why is it so incense? The wine bugs in my belly are all coming up, can you give it to me? Take a sip."

"Hey, my wine is called monkey wine." With a smile on his face, the old beggar continued: "The monkeys in the mountain forests of Xiangxi use fruits to make wine. The fruits picked by monkeys are the freshest and sweetest, so they are brewed. The wine that came out was also very good. This mellow came across in the mountains. It happened that the monkey group was not there, so he stole the three gourd wine and caught a little monkey. Now, this is the guy. Now, this wine is left. It’s such a small gourd, you want to drink it, no way.” He pointed to the monkey on his shoulder.

"So, this monkey will also make wine." Ling Huchong couldn't help but looked at the monkey beside the beggar.

"Of course, otherwise, what do I want a monkey to do." Said this, the old beggar seemed to understand Linghuchong's thoughts, and took the monkey off his shoulders and hugged him in his arms, for fear of Linghuchong. Take it away.

Linghu rushed to watch this scene, and the embarrassment on his face became stronger. Suddenly, he took a small piece of silver from his arms and threw it on the table. A trace of reluctance flashed across his face, and he said: "Lao Zhang, if you give me a sip of wine, I will give you a couple of silver. Let's take a couple of silver and a sip of wine, how about?"

The old beggar couldn't help but his face was full of intentions, he weighed the wine gourd in his hand, and looked at Linghu Chong hesitantly.

"Don't worry, my elder brother has the words to say, even if you can't believe him, you should trust my Huashan school." Lu Hou'er saw that the old beggar still refused to agree, and hurriedly said.

As soon as the word "Huashan School" came out, the old beggar finally made up his mind. Speaking of Huashan School, it has an excellent reputation in the arena. The old beggar hesitated, then picked up the silver on the table, and then handed it out.

Linghu Chong couldn't help being overjoyed, and he unplugged the plug and took a deep breath. I was planning to use my full strength to finish the wine in the gourd in one sip.

Ling Huchong just opened his mouth and poured the wine into his mouth. Before he swallowed it down, his body trembled and he spouted all of his mouth. Looking back, he saw a chicken bone hit him on the back from downstairs.

Linghu Chong couldn't help but got angry, rushed downstairs, and shouted: "Which little thief dares to fool you, Grandpa Linghu, don't you know this is the Huashan school?"

As soon as his words fell, a voice came: "Oh, who are you grandpa for?"